Night of Mystery
The sun was rather hasty--
I might go so far as this;
Because of it, that starry night,
Concluded with a kiss.
And for its misplaced manners--
Its intrusion, if you will;
I have hung the darkest curtains
Just above the window sill.
But should the sun allow it--
One long night of mystery;
I'd pull the curtains down, and smile
For the possibility!
Copyright © Mel Merrill | Year Posted 2014
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